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839. Chapter 839 The Grandpa died and the family changed 2

Beijing.

Inside the red wall is the courtyard where Ye Xuan lives.

Today, Ye Xuan was awake for a rare moment. At this time, he was already thin and scaly due to the double torture of illness and time. His skin was covered with dark brown spots and stuck tightly to his body. He was a veritable skinny man.

The power has already emptied his body...

"Where's Ye Ming? Why haven't I seen him today?" Ye Ming tried his best to open his turbid eyes and spoke in a low and hoarse voice. "He has important things to do and left for the time being." Wu Zhao's lips twitched.

, spoke softly, without telling him the truth. Ye Xuan was already in his twilight years. If he was told now that Ye Ming went to Donghai City to steal a marriage and was crippled by Lu Yu, I am afraid he would not be able to accept this blow. This would be a blow to him.

It was too cruel for him.

Wu Zhao didn't want to say anything, and wanted Ye Xuan to spend his last days peacefully, but someone refused to let him do so. Ye Feng's family came to visit, and Ye Feng pretended to be casual and leaked the news.

After hearing this, Wu Zhao's expression turned worse, and he cast worried eyes at Ye Xuan, only to see his eyes suddenly widen, and his emotions suddenly became excited.

"Old chief!" Wu Zhao whispered worriedly.

"Father!", "Grandpa!", "Grandpa!" Ye Zhifeng and others also called, but their mood was completely different from Wu Zhao. Under the worried appearance of the three, there was sinisterness and pride. The three secretly observed Ye

Xuan, but saw that his already old face became even more despondent. This discovery made several people secretly happy.

"Doctor, doctor..." Seeing this, Wu Zhao hurriedly called the health doctor. The health doctor rushed over. Seeing Ye Xuan's appearance at this time, he rushed to rescue him. After a lot of efforts, he could barely stabilize Ye Xuan.

Xuan's condition, but after all this trouble, Ye Xuan, who was already weak, was like a candle swaying in the wind, which might be extinguished at any time.

"Little...wu..." Ye Xuan lay on the bed, reaching out towards Wu Zhao tremblingly, speaking intermittently and vaguely, but Wu Zhao had followed him for many years, and his intentions could be seen from his eyes, so he understood it clearly.

Knowing his words, Wu Zhao suppressed his sour nose and quickly rushed to Ye Xuan's bed, grabbing his raised hand, "Old chief, I'm here. If you have any orders, just tell me!"

"Ye...Ye...Ming..." A vague voice came out of the deeply sunken corners of his lips, and there was a hint of inability to let go of Ye Ming in his empty eyes. Wu Zhao understood what he meant and knew that he couldn't let go of Ye Ming.

Let yourself call him.

"Old chief, don't worry, I'll call him right now." Wu Zhao felt a pain in his heart. He quickly picked up the phone and dialed Ye Ming's number in front of him, but the person who answered was Ye Zhan.

Zhao simply said a few words, knowing that Ye Ming didn't bring his mobile phone, and asked Ye Zhan to find a way to contact Ye Ming, and asked Ye Zhan to come as soon as possible, then hung up the phone.

Noticing Ye Xuan's concerned eyes, Wu Zhao said, "Old chief, wait a moment, Ye Ming will call you back soon." After that, he waited anxiously. After about two or three minutes, the phone rang, and Wu Zhao

Zhao quickly answered the call, but heard Ye Ming's voice coming from the other end of the phone, "Uncle Wu, are you looking for me?"

"Ye Ming, where are you and how are you now?" Wu Zhao asked slightly surprised. "I'm fine. I'm in the East China Sea now and preparing to return to the capital. How is my grandfather doing?"

"The old man's situation is not good, please say something to him!" Wu Zhao said solemnly, and was about to give the phone to Ye Xuan, but found that his palm was weakly put down, his head tilted and he died. When he died

, with a smile on his face, seemingly happy to hear the news that Ye Ming was fine...

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